[ Maybe it's precisely because you don't move away or try to brush it off that all he can really do is pull you back down onto his lap before he's pressing his lips to yours. ]
Whatever you feel comfortable telling me is fine.
[ That's said softly as he smooths down the back of your shirt. Had this been a year ago, he would have fussed, beat himself up over not being around to tell you to slow down. Now though, he's just loosely curling his arms about your waist and quietly searching your gaze. ]
no subject
Whatever you feel comfortable telling me is fine.
[ That's said softly as he smooths down the back of your shirt. Had this been a year ago, he would have fussed, beat himself up over not being around to tell you to slow down. Now though, he's just loosely curling his arms about your waist and quietly searching your gaze. ]